Chapter 1595: These bastards are too rich!

At the same time, Yanjing suburban cemetery.

Wan Pojun, wearing a black suit and black sunglasses, holding a bunch of white chrysanthemums, walked to a husband-and-wife joint burial grave.

Behind him followed a dozen young men also wearing black clothes. These people were yellow, white, black, and even a few brown people, each looking extraordinary.

Among them, Lu Haotian, the White-Clothed Tiger King who usually loved white clothes, also changed into black clothes from head to toe.

Wan Pojun stood slowly before the tombstone, looking at the text and photos on the tombstone. Under his black sunglasses, two lines of tears flowed.

He was stunned for a moment, knelt on the ground with a thud, took off his sunglasses, and choked with red eyes: "Dad... Mom... Son is here to see you! Son is unfilial... I haven't been able to come back to see you for so many years, I hope your spirits in heaven can forgive me..."

After finishing, he leaned down and kowtowed three times before the tombstone.

Immediately after, he raised his head, touched the photos of his parents on the tombstone, and said with incomparable firmness: "Dad, Mom, Son has made some achievements overseas all these years! The Cataclysmic Front I founded is now one of the world's top five mercenary organizations, with tens of thousands of soldiers under my command. This time I returned, not only to avenge you, but also to grab the Ye family's Mount Ye Ling and bury you two there in a grand manner! I must let all of Yanjing, all of China, and even the whole world witness the Ye family paying a huge price for your deaths!"

After saying this, he wiped away his tears and said seriously: "Dad, Mom. Please wait a few days. On the day of the Qingming Festival, Son will take you together to kill our way up Mount Ye Ling!"

At this time, the Bluetooth headset of the White-Clothed Tiger King Lu Haotian suddenly emitted a rapid prompt sound.

Hearing this sound, his brows instantly furrowed tightly.

He knew that this sound was an emergency notification prompt sound used only when major emergency events occurred. Generally, as long as this sound rang, it was nothing good.

Subsequently, he turned around gently, took out his mobile phone from the inner pocket of his suit, looked down, and was incomparably horrified!

The message was sent by Chen Zhonglei.

He originally wanted to call Wan Pojun directly to report the battle situation, but Wan Pojun's mobile phone was turned off before entering the cemetery, so he sent the message to Lu Haotian here.

In the message, Chen Zhonglei wrote the battle situation very directly. The content was: "Haotian, please report to the Master on my behalf: My unit of one thousand elites parachuted to raid Hamid's troops an hour ago, encountered an ambush on the south and north wing mountain tops of Hamid, the enemy used a large amount of high-explosive explosives to carry out large-scale damage, my unit of one thousand elites has now been completely annihilated!"

Lu Haotian was extremely surprised.

He couldn't understand why Chen Zhonglei, who had followed Wan Pojun through battles and had countless battle achievements, would suffer two major defeats in Syria!

In the history of the Cataclysmic Front, this was absolutely unprecedented!

In this way, the Cataclysmic Front had died over two thousand five hundred people in one day, which was almost equivalent to two standard regimental-level establishments being completely annihilated!

With such a major event happening, his first thought was to report to Wan Pojun immediately.

But looking again, Wan Pojun was paying respects to his parents, so he hesitated again.

After all, Wan Pojun was taken abroad before he was ten years old, and this was the first time he had returned to pay respects to his parents in more than twenty years. At such a time, it was not good for him to step forward and disturb him.

And Wan Pojun seemed to have noticed something and said coldly: "If there is anything, just say it!"

Lu Haotian was a bit horrified, but soon calmed down, took a step forward, and said in a low voice: "Master, the Green-Eyed Wolf King sent a battle report. The one thousand elites he sent out encountered an enemy ambush after parachuting and have already been completely annihilated!"

"What?!" Wan Pojun stood up with a swoosh, turned back, grabbed Lu Haotian by the collar, and asked angrily: "One thousand Cataclysmic Front elites, actively sneak attacking those scattered soldiers, could also be completely annihilated? Are you kidding me!?"

Lu Haotian was grabbed by the neck and couldn't move at all. He said with some difficulty: "Mas... Master... what I said... is... is all sent to me by the Green-Eyed Wolf King. If... if you don't believe it, you can look at my message..."

Wan Pojun snatched his mobile phone and looked down at the content of the message. His whole person had already fallen into extreme anger.

He threw Lu Haotian's mobile phone to the ground with all his might, smashing it to pieces, and then roared in a low voice, gritting his teeth: "Yesterday, over fifteen hundred people died, and today another one thousand died. Is Chen Zhonglei a piece of trash?"

Lu Haotian coughed twice but didn't dare to answer.

Wan Pojun said with an extremely cold expression: "These two defeats will definitely make our Cataclysmic Front lose its reputation! It might even make our ranking in the world mercenary organization fall out of the top 10 in one go! In the entire mercenary world, there hasn't been such a tragic sacrifice in the last few decades! This is truly a great joke!!"

Immediately, he took out his mobile phone, turned it on, opened Chen Zhonglei, and started cursing: "You bucket of rice!!! I gave you such a simple mission, and you handled it like this today?"

Chen Zhonglei said with great shame: "Master, please listen to my explanation..."

Wan Pojun asked, gritting his teeth: "Having suffered such a big defeat, what else do you have to explain? Are you worthy of the title of the Cataclysmic Front's four Great War Kings?"

Chen Zhonglei said dejectedly: "Master... I am sorry for you, sorry for the Cataclysmic Front... However, this enemy is indeed extraordinary. Not only have they already made very solid defensive fortifications, but they can even accurately predict every step of our tactical planning. Our people randomly chose two parachute landing points, but as a result, all these locations had high-explosive explosives they had pre-buried. So I believe they must have arranged blast points everywhere in the entire base. No matter where our soldiers landed, they were within their lethal range..."

Speaking of this, Chen Zhonglei said with grief and indignation: "Master, no matter how you punish me, I accept it. Even if you execute me on the spot, I have no complaints..."

"However, I have to say that Hamid and his troops have a huge difference from the opposition organizations we encountered before. This person's strategic vision and tactical arrangement are very precise, and extremely ruthless..."

"All our contacts with him so far show that he is an extreme pragmatist. All his defensive fortifications and all tactical arrangements have only one purpose: to kill the enemy as much as possible, never leaving any way for the enemy to survive..."

"We must pay attention to this kind of person and treat him seriously to have a chance to defeat him. If you execute me, please also consider carefully in the subsequent strategic arrangements, don't underestimate this guy..."

Wan Pojun's expression was extremely gloomy. He was silent for a moment and said coldly: "Having suffered two unprecedented defeats in succession, just based on this point, executing you twice wouldn't be too much!"

Speaking of this, Wan Pojun changed the subject and continued: "But now is not the time to take your life, but the time for you to make up for your crimes with meritorious service! The more we suffer defeats on this Hamid, the more our Cataclysmic Front cannot let him go. It won't take long for the entire mercenary world to know about this, and then everyone will look at our jokes, so we must completely annihilate this Hamid and get back the face we lost!"

Chen Zhonglei blurted out: "Master... now this Hamid has turned his base into an iron bucket. It's very difficult for us to attack, unless we use corpses to pile up..."

Wan Pojun gritted his teeth: "We can't blindly launch an offensive anymore. That will only bring greater damage. We can't afford a third defeat now!"

As he spoke, Wan Pojun immediately ordered: "You immediately gather all your troops, first appease everyone's emotions, and don't let these two failures shake the army's morale. I will immediately draw a batch of troops from Yemen and other regions to support you, gather fifteen thousand people for you, and surround this Hamid! Surround him like an iron bucket! Don't let a single fly fly in!"

"Also, as long as there is any living thing inside the iron bucket, kill one if one comes out! Even if a fly dares to fly out, it must be killed! Don't accept surrender! Don't leave any survivors! This time, we will consume him to the end, until death!" ===== CHAPTER 1596 =====